Page 138 of Hexed
I lean in, ghosting my lips across the side of her face, my free hand coming up to cup her chin. “I can do whatever I want.”
She sucks in a breath, and her fingers clench in my shirt.
I try to press my mouth to hers, but she turns her cheek. “This isn’t why I came here.”
Sighing, I drop my forehead against hers, rolling it back and forth. “You’re driving me fucking crazy.” I grip her face in my hands and pull her back to me. “Why won’t you kiss me?”
Venesa inhales, her eyes dipping down.
“Don’t do that,” I murmur. “Just tell me.”
“Well, you’re engaged to my cousin, for one.”
I shake my head. “No, I’m not.”
She gasps, her gaze shooting back to mine. “What?”
I slide my hand through her hair, tangling my fingers in the strands and cupping the back of her neck. “I’m all yours, piccola sirena, if you’ll have me.”
“Enzo, I have to tell you something.”
“Tell me why you won’t let me kiss you.”
She hesitates, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. “I’m afraid I’ll be bad at it.”
I scoff, my fingers tightening in her hair. “Impossible.”
“I’ve never done it before. I…”
Energy flares in my chest at her words, something carnal and possessive rushing through me and making me feel like a king among men.
“Don’t be scared,” I tell her.
Kiss the girl.
I brush my nose against hers again. “I’m going to kiss you. And I promise it will be the best one of my life.”
“How do you know?”
My thumb slips along her lower lip, my eyes following the movement. “Because it’s with you.”
And then I capture her lips with mine.
Fireworks explode in my chest, sparks floating down and settling deep in my abdomen. Everything around me dims, paling compared to this moment.
I’m finally kissing the woman I’m in love with.
The realization hits me like a ball against a baseball bat.
Goddamn. I love her.
She doesn’t move her mouth at first, and my hand on her chin softens as I slide it to her jaw, trying to coax her gently to respond. She does, and I groan when she kisses me back. My other hand tightens in her strands, tugging the smallest amount. My tongue sneaks out and licks along the seam of her lips.
She moans, and my cock jerks to attention at the sound.
I’m immersed in everything Venesa, and I could live here forever.
She breaks away from me, panting, and I try to dive back down to recapture her lips again, because now that I’ve had them, I don’t know how I’ll ever go without.
